"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency Bonaparte, please come and sit here."

Geta stood up with a smile and asked Lawrence to sit next to him.

"You must be Mr. Getta. I have admired you for a long time."

Lawrence looked at the bearded man in front of him, smiled politely, sat directly next to him and said.

"Oh? Are you also interested in natural philosophy? Then we have something to talk about."

Geta responded with a smile.

Lavoisier on the side quickly added:

"In fact, His Excellency Bonaparte is a very accomplished scholar. He also intends to join the Royal Academy of Sciences. I was just discussing this issue with him."

"So that's it..."

Geta's smile became even brighter, knowing that this was a good opportunity to make profit, so he stared at Lawrence and said:

"Since even Lavoisier, a talented young man, said that you have great achievements, I have no reason to doubt you at all. I will be happy to recommend you to join the Royal Academy of Sciences. Perhaps we can find another time to discuss this matter

.”

Lawrence glanced at Getard sideways. Unlike Lavoisier's hesitation just now, Mr. Getard did not hide the greed in his eyes at all.

"Of course, but there is something more important that I want to talk to Mr. Getta. Maybe you guys..."

Lawrence crossed his legs and said, and at the same time glanced at the people around him, indicating that he wanted to talk to Geta alone.

Lavoisier stood up in confusion. Logically speaking, Lawrence had just learned Geta's name from his own mouth, so how could he have important matters to discuss with him so soon?

However, several people around them still stood up wisely, leaving this area free for Lawrence and Geta.

"What's more important? Monsignor Bonaparte, what are you talking about?"

Although Geta was also surprised, his nose had already smelled the smell of coins from Lawrence's words, so he asked enthusiastically.

"You should know that a large silver mine was discovered in Corsica two years ago." Lawrence explained with a smile.

"Oh...I have an impression."

Geta rubbed his temples and recalled for a moment. As a mineralogist, he had extra memory for these news. After a while, he recalled:

"I remember it was around Ajaccio. Geologically speaking, this is not surprising. Corsica itself has a large mountain range that runs from north to south."

"Yes, your memory is really good."

Lawrence then said:

"You know, as the controller of Corsica, I also attach great importance to this silver mine, so I plan to jointly establish the Corsican National Silver Company with the French royal family to speed up its development."

After hearing this, Geta's eyes suddenly lit up. As long as it involves a business group like a company, just making a small fortune in it can result in a huge amount of money.

"Is it a silver company? I can understand it, is it for early fund raising?"

Geta suppressed his inner excitement and asked quickly:

"But does this have anything to do with what you said?"

"Of course. To be honest, the Corsicans have no experience in mining such a large mine."

Lawrence sighed deeply and said sadly:

"I think that the National Silver Company needs a knowledgeable consultant, and I think that as a well-known mineralogist, Mr. Getta, you are undoubtedly the right person."

"Consultant?! This is a really...exciting position."

Mr. Getta almost jumped with excitement. He knew very well that this so-called consultant was just a name. He didn't even have to go to the silver mine to have a large salary sent to him.

at home.

Not to mention, working as a consultant in a company with national and royal backgrounds is a pretty good job.

However, Mr. Getta was not carried away. He knew that Lawrence could not offer such favorable benefits just to recommend him to become an academician of the Royal Academy of Sciences. There must be other conditions.

"This is a position that really appeals to me."

Mr. Geta couldn't help but rub his palms, coughed twice and asked:

“But what do I need to do as a consultant?”

"You only need to do some very easy work, and you don't even have to live in Corsica. Our questions will be written to Paris for your answers."

Lawrence said seductively:

"It's just that you will be a little busier in the early days of the company's establishment. I need you to issue an evaluation report on the Ajaccio silver mine before joining the company."

Mr. Getta raised his eyebrows. This was not the first time he had done such a shameful transaction. As soon as he heard Lawrence's words, he knew that the price he needed to pay was the evaluation report of the Ajaccio silver mine.

"Assessment report? What kind of report do you need?"

Mr. Getta narrowed his eyes and looked at Lawrence, calmly took a sip of white wine and asked.

Lawrence chuckled and lowered his voice and said:

"As a future company consultant, I hope that you can make some...positive adjustments in your report on the situation of the Ajaccio silver mine on an objective and fair basis."

"Ah, I understand what you mean."

Mr. Getta showed an expression that I understand and said with great satisfaction:

"It's hard for me to take time off recently. I should go to Corsica in a few months to complete that evaluation report for you."

"In a few months?"

Lawrence frowned slightly, his tone was a bit cold, and he looked at Geta and said:

"I don't think I have a few months."

"Huh? When do you need to receive this report?" Mr. Getta was stunned for a moment and asked quickly.

"Let me think about it..." Lawrence closed his eyes and hummed for a while, then said casually:

"Maybe in ten days?"

"Ten days?!"

Mr. Getta opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief:

"How am I going to finish a report for you when I haven't even left Paris in ten days?!"

"Well, maybe you can speculate on the situation in the Ajaccio silver mine in your study?" Lawrence shrugged.

"Monsieur Bonaparte, Paris is nearly two thousand miles away from Ajaccio. If you want to speculate, you might as well find a gypsy wizard!" Mr. Getta protested with an ugly face.

Lawrence glanced at Geta, turned to face him, and said coldly:

"You mean... that you are not capable of completing this report? Then I will unfortunately find another consultant. In fact, I am very optimistic about your student Lavoisier."

"But..." Mr. Getta was at a loss for words for a while, and then he said after a while:

"But wouldn't the report written like this be complete nonsense? I have never even seen a single ore from the Ajaccio silver mine."

Lawrence just smiled and shook his head, sat closer to Mr. Rigeta, and whispered:

"To you, this is a complete nonsense report, but as long as this report is signed by the name of the famous mineralogist Geta Etienne, everyone will believe it, especially investors."

"I...you...you mean to forge and fabricate a report...?" Mr. Getta looked a little pale and said hesitantly:

"If something goes wrong, I will be ruined..."

Lawrence shook his index finger and said with a sly smile:

"What's going to happen to the National Silver Company? It's jointly owned by the Corsican government and the French royal family."

"Hiss..." Mr. Getta took a breath, but nodded and admitted that Lawrence was right. How could this company have problems?

"I see."

After some careful consideration, Mr. Getta gritted his teeth, looked at Lawrence and said:

"I will complete the report you want within ten days, and I guarantee you will be satisfied."

"That's really great."

Lawrence nodded with satisfaction, then stood up straight away, patted Mr. Getta on the shoulder, and whispered in his ear:

"By the way, since you want to make up a report, I think you might as well spread your imagination, especially on some statistics. Of course, in an upward direction."

"Just as you say, Monsignor Bonaparte..."

Mr. Getta nodded heavily and said that he could already predict how much shock a super silver mine that only existed on paper would bring to Paris investors.

"In that case, I'll take my leave first. You know where to find me."

After Lawrence said the last words to Mr. Getta, he waved goodbye to Lavoisier and others in the club, and left here first.

...

Sitting on the carriage returning to the mansion, Lawrence turned his head and glanced at the club, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed:

"This kind of thing is a complete financial fraud, and the investors who were treated as leeks have no idea. Oh, and poor Mr. Getta, I am really sorry that I deceived him. By then, the National Silver Company will not only

Something will go wrong, and it will be a big problem. But if his performance satisfies me... maybe I will make this scapegoat."
Chapter completed!